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Hellos & goodbyes
03:22
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We are walking down a lifeline
We are lovers through the days
Where I met you, it was our time
There were no words, no more than crazy days
Now it’s over, where you are now
I search the oceans, I scan the skies
Did it happen, all I have to show
It’s just hellos and goodbyes
We’re born as angels, we’re born together
Without wings, we surf the skies
We’re free to wander, but we chose to tether
To be as one, to delve the lows and the highs
What’s the reason, through the seasons
But I love you, you’ll realise
Whilst even flesh can, hold a promise sometimes
It’s just hellos and goodbyes
And though you’re out of sight
I see you everywhere
And in the darkest night
And the wind is blowing your fingers through my hair
Now we’re older, have we forgotten
The promises of years gone by
Have we lost sight of our crazy passions
Without pause, to question why
Why do we need this, where is the birds song
When they vanish, from our skies
Above the heavens, and beyond the hands of God
It’s all hellos and goodbyes
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2. |
Autumn song
04:00
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coming soon
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3. |
My Nebraska
04:39
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Coming soon
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4. |
Waltz No.3
03:15
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If you don’t see
The road at your feet
How will you know
Where your legs lead you to
If you don’t feel
The ground ‘neath your heals
How will you tell
Where you come from or want to go
While I’m away I’m alive
It’s the one thing I need to survive
While I’m away from you
Dreaming each day of you here
I count the time
In terms undefined
And only the days
Unfold as they’re meant to
On the wind in the air
A bell ringing somewhere
Is it all in your mind
Or a memory come back to you
While you’re away on the road
Your business I your heavy load
While you’re away from me
Rattling from A to be there
Leave me this way, I am alone, I can be found
Come whatever it may, I can still hear the sound
If you can’t trace
The lines on your face
The streams in your soul
Echoes of a better world
If you don’t hear
Each cry and each cheer
How will you share
The gifts that you came to bear
While we’re alive we can feel
It’s the one thing we know to be real
While we’re around, sometimes lost sometimes found
Sometimes overboard, underground
Lost in this silent sound here
If you can’t trace
The sun on your face
How will you know
Where you come from or want to go
If you don’t hear
Each cry and each cheer
How will the songs
Teach what you need to know
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5. |
Silent revolution
03:10
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You can search all your life for that thing to do
You can bang through the door on a street named you
You can fall for the tricks like the guy before
But there’s no shortcut and no open door
You can run all your life just covering up
You can bang for some change on a little tin cup
You can spend a lifetime praying learning how to die
But whatever it is you gotta try, try, try
Oh baby baby baby, where’re we gonna run
Where is there left to hide
After all we’ve seen and done
And if you say we’re leaving, that’s ok
With the silent revolution on the way
You can earn a fat dollar you can build a big shack
You can jog round the world with it strung to your back
But who’s laughing, who’s crying and who just doesn’t care
Cos none of it’s gonna take you anywhere
Cos they’ve got their eyes and they’ve got their means
And they’ve got you all sewed up, all your hopes and your dreams
And another hour’s spent in front of the screen
You drink the GI blues and the sweet sixteen
Oh baby baby baby, where we gonna go
what we gonna look for and how we gonna know, and if …
We live on a work farm, hang from the money tree
March with the soldier ants, hop like the honey bees
Buy the lies and the shit we’re sold
Happy consumers doing what we’re told
Catch me online let’s data date sometime
Check me out grinning from the cyber slime
I’m all over the place, not so hard to trace
There’s a history there that time won’t erase
Oh baby baby baby, where have our lives gone,
flat against the flatscreen
and the show goes on and on, and if ...
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6. |
The kind of man I am
02:33
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Coming soon
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7. |
Cracks
04:30
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He walks down the street
Picking up litter and yesterday’s news
It’s the cracks in the paving he’s got to dodge
Or he’s sure to fall through
He’s been studying the same cracks in the road
Each time asking if this time is the time to explode
Behind an etched face there’s a dull pain
Behind this stretched space there’s a slow train / coming
This is the town where they built the railways not so long ago
The workers they came and they lived and they died, it was time to go
And today there’s a stillness that hangs to the tracks
An eerie understanding that what’s gone won’t come back
Behind these arched walls there’s some meaning
someone calls, and another falls dreaming
And we’re all getting older my friend
Still we’ll dance by the light of the moon
We’re all getting nearer the end
So let’s sing as if it’s our last tune.
The boarded up buildings, just brambles and ghosts, but they don’t complain
Nobody notices, as we shuffle to work in this endless rain
There’s a sign on the wall let’s take hope you should call
It’s a quiet revolution but it’s open to all
Behind the facades I will meet you
Beneath these charades I will greet you
Everyone’s dreaming, scheming of leaving or they’ve already gone
Some are saving for tickets, for wheels and for deals and roads to set them on
And the green shoots they come and go in a year
And the tired faces grow older but we’re still staying here
We’re building a world that’s worth saving
More to live in than just to behave in
And we’re all going to heaven
Still we’ll dance by the light of the moon
We’re all going to die in the end
So let’s sing as if it’s our last tune.
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8. |
Give my love to Rose
03:31
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Give my love to Rose
Give my love to Rose
She’s the one I’ve been thinking of
She’s forgotten me I suppose
She blew in on a westbound wind
On a night when the shadows froze
She took me where I’d never been
So give my love to Rose
You’ve been on my mind
You’ve been on my mind
I’ve been looking for a love to last
And it’s been hard to find
I’ve been searching up and down
Sometimes I think I’m blind
I’ve been floating through streets of grey
Since you’ve been on my mind
I ain’t coming back
I ain’t coming back
I’ve been moving with a steady pace
Way down this one-way track
I’ve been heading like an arrow’s head
Making up for all I lack
I’ve been walking on boots of steel
And I ain’t coming back
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9. |
Silver streets
03:58
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I’ll be the one to hold your hand
When you’re lost out on the sand
When you’re slipping out at sea
Look around and you’ll see me
And I’ll be the one to call you up
Take you home and cheer you up
Build you fire, bring you tea
Come on baby - who else could it be?
The silver streets of Swindon town shine still in the midnight air
They’re almost deserted now, there’s no point looking cos you’re nowhere
I’m driving home from a late-night dance, I left it on my own
I couldn’t watch those couples dancing whilst others stood there so alone
I know you’re some three hundred miles from me tonight
I know, I know, I know but it still doesn’t make it right
We still sail under the flag of liberty
But that freedom’s just another wall that separates you from me
The last bars are about to close their doors on another night
The boys and girls gather for a final chance, a stolen kiss, a fumbled fight
I wouldn’t want to stand in those shoes even if I could somehow
For each one of us comes a time to choose and you’re the dream I hold on to now
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Jol Rose Swindon, UK
Jol Rose is a Swindon-based singer-songwriter.
With roots in London, he has performed
his raw mix of Americana acoustic folk on moving trains, stationary flat-bed trucks and remote Pacific islands.
His debut album My Nebraska, mixed stateside influences with desolation and doubt from closer to home.
2020 saw the release of Jol’s home-recorded and produced follow-up album, Welcome to Zombieland.
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